Fans of crime dramas, are you sitting down? This Halloween is shaping up to be pretty special because, in the run-up to the annual spooky celebration, the cast of 'Bones' and of 'Sleepy Hollow' will briefly collide in a one-off crossover episode that will see these detectives collaborate on an unusual case.

Is Bones and Sleepy Hollow a match made in heaven?

If you don't know either of these series, here's a brief overview. 'Bones' is set in Washington, D.C. and follows the professional relationship between a forensic anthropologist called Dr. Temperance Brennan (Emily Deschanel), who's remarkably gifted in the study of human remains and works at the Jeffersonian Institute Medico-Legal Lab, and FBI Special Agent Seeley Booth (David Boreanaz). Together, the pair team together to solve various murder cases.

'Bones' star David Boreanaz was among the various TV stars that showed up to the FOX Upfronts event held at The Beacon Theater in New York City. 'Bones', a detective show based on forensic anthropology and archaeology, recently wrapped up its ninth season and is set to return to screens in September 2014 after being renewed for a tenth.

We’d love to believe that this meant a new Buffy movie in the works, but we don’t want to get our hopes up too much. Especially since Buffy creator/genius Joss Whedon is currently writing and directing the next Avengers movie, Avengers: Age of Ultron, which is due to come out in 2015. We understand you probably have your hands full, but Joss, if you’re out there, #BringBackBuffy!

Nigel Lythgoe has recently reported his views on the appointment of Demi Lovato and Britney Spears as US X Factor judges. 'I hadn't ever considered them. I always like mentors who have a lot more experience,' Lythgoe told E!. He agreed that it would be 'interesting' however, given the girls' amount of 'personal experience'.

Jon Lindstrom must have thought he was on to the gimmick of the century when he sat down to write The Hard Easy: Two separate gangs plan a diamond theft that goes down at the same time. One gang shows up, only to find the other's already working the job. Now that's an "oh snap!" moment.

And hey, it's not a bad idea. The problem is that The Hard Easy doesn't have any other ideas to sustain the other 95 minutes that don't involve the two gangs facing off. Director Ari Ryan practically admits this from the start. He opens with a snippet of the botched heist, then flashes back to how we got there, then we see the heist in all its glory. Those are some rocky times, alas. Try as he might to make Henry Thomas's lovable loser Paul into the hero we're supposed to root for, it doesn't really pan out. Thomas is a terrible choice for the role, in the end, a whiny loser and a bit of a jerk (and on the hook for countless gambling debts) that deserves what he has coming. The schlub on the other team: David Boreanaz, an odd choice who has substantially less screen time than Thomas but does little with what he gets.

Monica Potter gets dumped, then ends up on countless blind dates in the aftermath, which gives us the relationships all sliced up and out of order. Which guy will she end up with? The freaky baseball player or the kooky entemologist? Or someone else? Doubtless you'll care as little as I did, since Potter's character is too vapid to be worth keeping in the first place.

Well, here's something that will make you wish you'd stayed home to watch Survivor instead of shelling out money at the movies. Hell, Valentine, another entry into the yearly, winter horror crapfest, even makes Temptation Island look good.

What we've got here is your standard grade horror flick in the vein of Scream and Urban Legend, revolving around a mysterious killer devising a supposed revenge plot -- a geeky kid who got a Carrie pulled on him in 6th grade. My how the tables have turned! The bunch of girls who refused to dance with him are now getting killed, 13 years later. Has this nobody returned from obscurity to exact his revenge for having punch poured on him?

The target-audience crowd at the night-before-release screening of "Valentine" -- a sluggish, labored slasher flick based on a much more complex suspense novel -- gave the movie an unequivocal review that needs no explanation when almost all of them loudly and resoundingly booed in unison as the end credits rolled.

They were booing mostly at the laughable, implausible "surprise" reveal of the real killer after an hour and a half of haphazard red herrings. But they might as well have been booing at the very idea that movie audiences will go see anything with a masked killer, a bloody kitchen knife and a random holiday in the title.

The killer here wears a creepy cherub mask, of course, and in the picture's one remotely clever scene he offs the movie's second worst actress (Jessica Cauffiel, "Urban Legends 2") by foregoing the knife in favor of a bow and arrow -- because he's Cupid, see? Apparently this is the kind of thing that makes brain-dead studio suits wet themselves in delight.